With one move [one beat and two scatter], he directly covered the door of Zhang Yuan.

He knew that Zhang Yuan had a holy weapon in his hand and had a long-range attack, so he would have no advantage, so he took the risk to avoid the sharpness of the Fire Lin Sword and to use his palm power to shake Zhang Yuan to death.

In his guess, Zhang Yuan relied on nothing more than a holy weapon!

But now that he takes action, the other party will have no chance of reaction.

Zhang Yuan's Fire Lin Sword had just slashed to the ground, and appeared close to him.

At this time, his Fire Lin Sword and Xue Yin Sword were too late to retract.

Even if you slash with the Xueyin Knife and can kill the other party, your face will inevitably bear this powerful palm of a world-class palm.

Without thinking, the Xueyin Knife released at the right time, and the golden light of his right palm was shining. He directly knocked the Kanglong regretful and faced the other party's fierce palm.

boom!

With a loud bang, the entire ground trembled slightly.

The dragon roar was shocked, accompanied by terrible dizziness, which shocked Master Yuanhui to the spot and blew blood backwards, and his wrist was directly broken. Kanglong's regretful remaining strength swept hard on the other party's body, breaking his unknown bones.

Master Yuanhui slammed hard in the distance, his face twisted, and all the blood vessels appeared on his body, looking at Zhang Yuan in shock and disbelief.

Zhang Yuan was also shocked by him and took a step back, but quickly stabilized, grabbed the Xueyin Knife again, and looked at Master Yuanhui coldly.

"I forgot to tell you that the person I fought with you the night before yesterday was me!"

"You ```"

Master Yuanhui's eyes widened, and suddenly there was a crackling bone crack in his body, his face flushed, and he spewed out a mouthful of blood. The meridians were completely broken by Kanglong Youhui's remaining strength, and he fell down with his head raised.

Originally, his strength was worse than Zhang Yuan. The night before yesterday, he was hit by Zhang Yuan's Three Yin Centipede Palm and was invaded by cold poison. His strength was much limited.

At this moment, fighting for Zhang Yuan’s eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is naturally seeking death!

The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are the best martial arts. Even if the internal strength is one-straight, it can beat the opponent half to death.

What's more, he was seriously injured and was much worse than Zhang Yuan.

Merit value +200

Yuanhui and the others were killed, and the figure in front of him who was breaking the ban suddenly stopped, his face was gloomy, and he cursed coldly: "A group of wastes can't even delay half an hour when dealing with a junior."

He turned around coldly.

This is a tall figure wearing a purple shirt, about 1.9 meters tall, with an unspeakable terrible aura permeated with her body. Her eyes opened and closed, as terrifying as cold electricity.

Zhang Yuan directly felt a mountain-like aura on him.

Even if this person is not a Tianlist, he is not far from the same.
Chapter completed!